Cause there is nothing we can do....
It's already the half of 2007 and there's not much which I've promised myself that I would get done. If i recall correctly it was back when in 2003 that i kept assuring myself that 'these' thoughts/characters had to go knowing that if it continues residing in me i will certainly go no where.
True enough it has been that way ever since. How can people ever change over night? or even in given time. I just don't get it. Even by forcing myself I've found that I couldn't go further than the first step i took. Is it by nature that we can somehow morph into something better when choices have been deprived from us?
I've met with dead ends, I've sinked in holes deep enough to exhaust me from keeping my sanity, and I've been stagnant at square one so many times that I'm so disgusted with myself not being able to reside somewhere else.
Nevertheless I'm having the time of my life with the company who shares my fancy in the realm of escapade. It's been 5 challenging years... and i did gain wisdom. With saying that, probably it is myself who I'm constraining. I hate changes and it does comes with a horrific price.
It was until i walked into the space of familiar ambiance, where the scent of comfort has always eluded me that i felt calm and in control once again. The four surrounding scaly yet confiding walls i called my room. With every corner staring right at me, the sound whisper echoes in my head... "Everything's fine now.. there's no need for sadness and weakness in this plastic world of ours. Reality is always temporary and rest assured that it can be dissolved. Take my hand...follow me now... follow me to the city of the fallen.... follow me to paradise lost....and there I'll show you how beautiful life is through my eyes.."
I knew then that no matter how painful things were i would still be alright and that it can be but a passing phase or moment in which i seek an escape to be free.
True enough it has been that way ever since. How can people ever change over night? or even in given time. I just don't get it. Even by forcing myself I've found that I couldn't go further than the first step i took. Is it by nature that we can somehow morph into something better when choices have been deprived from us?
I've met with dead ends, I've sinked in holes deep enough to exhaust me from keeping my sanity, and I've been stagnant at square one so many times that I'm so disgusted with myself not being able to reside somewhere else.
Nevertheless I'm having the time of my life with the company who shares my fancy in the realm of escapade. It's been 5 challenging years... and i did gain wisdom. With saying that, probably it is myself who I'm constraining. I hate changes and it does comes with a horrific price.
It was until i walked into the space of familiar ambiance, where the scent of comfort has always eluded me that i felt calm and in control once again. The four surrounding scaly yet confiding walls i called my room. With every corner staring right at me, the sound whisper echoes in my head... "Everything's fine now.. there's no need for sadness and weakness in this plastic world of ours. Reality is always temporary and rest assured that it can be dissolved. Take my hand...follow me now... follow me to the city of the fallen.... follow me to paradise lost....and there I'll show you how beautiful life is through my eyes.."
I knew then that no matter how painful things were i would still be alright and that it can be but a passing phase or moment in which i seek an escape to be free.
